Kelowna actually (a far superior locale as far as I'm concerned).
It looks like you went a ton of places over there - any favorite spots?
That's even closer. Ok, I'll let you know next time we're in K-town, it's pretty often.
Vimy Ridge started off the trip with some nice Canadiana. Chateau Haut-Koenigsburg heading towards Germany was a pretty fascinating castle that's been rebuilt over the years and is pretty top condition now. Annecy was amazing (30km from Geneva, Switzerland). Avignon's old city is just oozing history throughout, hard to drive in though. Mont-Saint-Michel is brilliant and people should just spend a night at a hotel there because lit up at night, I think it's probably one of the most beautiful things in France.
Monaco.....Let me tell you a story or two about Monaco. I don't drive standards very often and I was...lucky...enough to get a standard diesel Mini Cooper. Very fun to drive, great on gas, different shifting than I'm used to. Monaco is very hilly. And by very hilly, I mean the whole city basically sits on Big White right down to the oceanside. It's also very small, so parking is at a premium. We're driving around and I'm searching in vain for a parking spot and I cross a white line. Well, apparently that's a cardinal sin in Monaco and I approach a roundabout where a Monaco police offer had apparently spotted my sin and waves me over. I roll down my windows and he's spitting mad at me. I'm incredulous at this offense and he's barking French at me, and then English, and then Stupid. He wants me to go around the block and do the intersection again so I can show him I know how to do it. Otherwise he's going to give me a 350 Euro fine. I'm staring up at him thinking 'You have got to be kidding' and I had apparently smiled a bit so he then started barking at me about thinking he was funny, and this was all a big joke and he should impound my car. I'm looking at him up from this little Cooper and I'm just sweating bullets trying to explain I'm just strying to find a place to park. Eventually he just lets me go but that was the beginning of our Monaco adventure.
I find a parking garage underground, get settled and do a walking tour of Monaco. I'm dressed up because I intend to head into the Monte Carlo for some quick table games. Apparently I wasn't dressed well enough (Dress shirt, dress pants, no tie) so we're denied entry into that part. Dejected, I go into the Hotel Paris and sit on some slot machines in there - which is basically just an American style casino with slots machines everywhere and snooty staff heading off tourists trying to come in wearing hats.
We leave the casino and sit down at a restaurant. 11 Euro for a bottle of coke. FUCK THAT.
Head back to the garage walking along the water front where apparently there's a Yacht Exhibition starting up that weekend.
Some of the smaller yachts are parked out in the harbour.
Get back into the parking garage and try to head home. I say try because the parking garage had an exit that was incredibly steep with the gate arm halfway up the exit. I pull up in the cooper, put in my paid parking stub, arms lifts up, I try to drive out.
Stall the cooper.
Curse, try it again.
Stall the cooper.
Did this four times until the gate arm dropped back down again. So, I'm stuck in the exit with two cars behind me, no parking ticket, and no way to go up.
The cars behind me eventually take a different exit and I roll the car back down to the beginning, get fined 20 Euro for 'losing' my ticket, and try the exit again.
Stall the cooper.
FUUUUUUUUUUCK. Try it again.
Stall the cooper.
Arm comes down again. So now I've wasted 20 Euro, I'm pissed to all get out because I have no fucking idea in hell why I can't get out of the garage.
My wife goes and talks to the garage attendant, explaining her husband is an idiot and is having problems getting out of the garage so he tells us try again and he'll left the arm for us. So we get back in the car, and I creep slowly up the hill to the arm, and he doesn't lift it. So I stop - THEN he lifts it - and I try to go again.
Stall the cooper.
I'm just so incredibly frustrated at this point that I gun the engine, drop the clutch and...
Gently climb the grade out of the parking garage.
I guess BMW has built a hill assist into the Mini's that runs a little differently than standard hill starts. It doesn't roll back on the hill even if you don't have the brake down but you have to gas it up a little higher than normal to get going (and it's a diesel so you have to hit around 2000RPM to begin with).
I'm never going back to Monaco. Ever.